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Casey = Inspiration

What is it about dieting that makes you so hungry? Or why when you begin a new exercise routine do you suddenly feel like you've been afflicted with a plague of unexplained aches and pains? I was watching King of Queens reruns last night, and it was the one where Doug feels out-done by his friend Deacon when he learns that Deacon is a "Big Brother". Doug decides he wants to be a "Big Brother" too. The only flaw is that in order for him to connect with his "Little Brother", Doug needs to run a marathon by the weekend. The funny parts of the show depict Doug "preparing" for the race. He gets winded after 3 minutes of riding a stationary bicycle, and then decides he is "sick" and crawled in bed when it came time to pull out the old ab buster. He did end up racing except he didn't quite make it to the finish line. He, instead, was finished by a pulled hamstring. The scene shows him sprawled in the grass next to a sidewalk when his "Little Brother" shows up with a drive-thru sack of apple pies. You can tell the boy is hoping Doug will share, and the boy's disappointment is hysterical when Doug gobbles them up.  I was lounged on the couch laughing and wishing the show would never end because when the credits started rolling Mike and I planned to go to the gym together. Needless to say

The last several days/weeks I have been attempting to follow the advice of my brother, Casey-the nutrition guru, and cut out dairy and sugar from my diet. (It's actually been more of a contemplation than an actual attempt, nevertheless it's been on my heart.) Evidently sugar is in everything...and I do mean everything. You'd be surprised what ends up getting cut out of a no dairy, no sugar diet: fresh fruit, bread, corn, oatmeal toppings, desserts of all kinds. Casey says it is a great way to shrink your mass (drop pounds of fat), which he and my sister-in-law are both living proof because they could be models. I also understand it may not be the healthiest life-style choice for long periods of time, nor is it for the faint of heart (or if you struggle with self-discipline).

Since the beginning of Summer I have stuck fairly closely to an exercise regimen; falling off the wagon of commitment only once or twice (Okay, so maybe it's been more like 3 dozens times.). Either way I think I have been much more dedicated to making this lifestyle change than I have in past attempts.

Now comes the next phase: nutrition. I understand from the influence of a poster I saw on Pinterest that weight loss is achieved 30% in the gym and 70% in the kitchen. I really wish it weren't that way. It would be so much more enjoyable if I could just walk a mile or do a few push ups after I ate all the chips and salsa from Dos Gallos I wanted, or Mikey's King Ranch Chicken, or my mother-in-law's fondant icing. (PS: I would never eat those dishes at the same time...they're just some of my favorites.)

I guess the lesson to be learned here is that achieving self-discipline in the kitchen and the gym is a daily journey. The trouble with using the word journey is the implication that there is an actual place you arrive at the end of the quest. I'm not sure where I'm headed or if I'll ever get there, but I sure am hungry

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